Sometimes not being able to have kids plain ol' stinks. I wanted to say it sucks but I know there are lots of moms out there who read this and sucks is and always will be a bad word. So it just stinks. And today, (though it's a day I need them) I don't even have any uplifting stories or courage to spread around. I don't have a good attitude. I'm not going to try to be strong. I'm certainly not going to pretend that I'll get through this without hanging my head. Today instead, I will cry, and yell, and think mean thoughts, and question why, and hang my head. And guess what? I might do the same thing tomorrow.